American Thinker: I’ve sometimes written in these pages about what it’s like to be a moderate Republican living in the fifth most progressive ZIP code in America, the Lakeview neighborhood of Chicago. Before I get to what happened over the weekend, I offer a brief history of some of my experiences.
A few weeks after Trump’s election, I was at a restaurant where a large party was celebrating the fact that one of the group members finally had the “courage” to leave her home — apparently being in public in the weeks after Trump won was too frightening for her. A few days later, at a local coffee shop, a man asked that I put away my Wall Street Journal, as it apparently was too triggering for him. About a year ago, a woman sitting next to me on a train made a big show about changing seats, because she saw me posting to a pro-Trump private group on Facebook. About six months ago, a friend who lives in my neighborhood sent me a text canceling our meeting for drinks after work after he watched one of my media appearances, stating: “Until you get on the right side of history, I’m going to need to re-evaluate our friendship.” (Proving the old adage that no good deed goes unpunished, I helped this “friend” find a job after he was out of work for six months.)
But none of this prepared me for what happened at my gym this weekend.
Democrat mass suicide would be frigging awesome.
I bite my tongue every day to keep from saying “man, the next five years are really gonna suck, for YOU.”
I’m shopping for scuba gear. I don’t want to get caught short when the snowflakes cry an ocean of tears this November.
What a bunch of pussies!
Well, I remember what happened when Obama was elected in 2008. I watched the election results with dismay, went to bed, and the next morning I got up and went to work. I had a pretty normal day, then a normal week, and then a normal month and year.
That’s because I don’t let fucking politicians dictate my mood or mental health. Sure, when liberal politicians “do something” they generally make things worse, but I just try to do what I can to get these jackwads out of office and go about my business.
Fuck ’em, man.
These people are incredible ignramuses.